This Is The Stuff Dreams Are Made Of

It was another gorgeous day. It's been in the mid-seventies every day this week, and cooler in the evening so I shut off the air conditioner and we've been sleeping with the windows open. Heaven.

You know, they try to make us think that big homes, fancy cars and grand vacations are the stuff dreams are made of, but they are wrong.

As I watch my kids playing in the yard on a gorgeous summer day I know the real truth. THIS is the stuff dreams are made of.

You can keep your big houses and fancy cars. I'm perfectly happy with my modest ranch house and minivan.

Though if anyone would like to throw a one-week vacation in the Caribbean my way, I wouldn't protest.

© Trippin' Mama 2010

Splishin' and Splashin'

This weekend we put the boys in the baby pool in the backyard for the first time.

They LOVED it.

They've only ever been in the baby bathtub or the sink, so this was a BIG upgrade.

Sam

Isaac

Alex

Amelia has always loved her little pool, too. And now she has "wobble goggles" (Thanks, Imagination Movers, for that piece of vocabulary!) so she can "see underwater." Or just wear as a random accessory. She and Daddy picked these out. I love the cat-eyed effect.

Amelia and her "wobble goggles."

It looks like next summer we'll have to upgrade to something bigger to hold all the little people!